Chapter 821

While Xie Yu was sitting in front of the desk writing, Fu Sheng was looking at him all the time.

His eyes were drooping, his eyes soft, and his mouth was smiling.

How can there be such a person in the world.

Fu Sheng thought.

How can there be such a good-looking person.

He was a little absorbed in it.

Funny again.

He had never known before that he was a man of color.

Would be fascinated by a person's appearance, to do things they would never do before.

After Xie Yu finished writing, he ran over with it and handed it to him with a smile.

[played outside for a while. 】

[oranges are given by others. 】

"others?" Fu Sheng looked at the words on the paper, raised his eyes and asked.

Xie Yu nodded, his eyes bright.

Fu Shengding looked at him for two seconds and then asked, "who?"

Xie Yu stares at him and raises his eyebrows slowly. He seems to be surprised.

He took the paper out of his hand, ran to it and added a few words:

[orange seller. 】

when he handed the paper to Fu Sheng, he raised his face slightly, looking very proud.

Fu Sheng looked at the four words just added on the paper and was silent for a while. Then he asked, "why did the orange seller give you oranges...

he seldom asked so many questions.

Xie Yu bent his lips, took out the paper in his hand again and went back to write:

[the aunt who sells oranges says I look good. 】

Fu Sheng, "..."

Xie Yu sat down directly in front of him. He laughed and stretched out his hand to pull his sleeve.

Fu Sheng tilted his head and looked at him for a while. He could not figure out Xie Yu's meaning, so he calmed down and said tentatively, "it's pretty."

Xie Yu's originally bent lips were hooked, with a deeper smile.

He stretched out his hand and gently took the orange he had just put on the table. Then he sat in front of him and peeled off the orange skin for him. The orange veins inside were also peeled one by one. Then he sent the orange petals to his lips.

Light fruit aromas are all around.

Fu Sheng dropped his eyes. In the clean palm in front of him, he lay on the clean orange.

He raised his eyes. The boy held the orange and handed it forward, still smiling.

Those smiling eyes are too hard to resist.

Fu Sheng lowered his eyes and stretched out his hand to get it, but he was dodged by the young man.

"Not for me?" He looked at Xie Yu and asked.

It's all in his mouth. It should be for him.

Xie Yu's eyes were dark, nodded to him, and then stretched out his hand to his mouth.

Fu Sheng's body froze for a while, and asked uncertainly, "do you want to feed me?"

Xie Yu narrowed his eyes and nodded.

In a flash, Fu Sheng's palm was sweating.

No one has ever fed him.

Xie Yu saw that he did not move and moved forward again.

After a long stalemate, Fu Sheng finally raised his hand and pressed his eyebrows, "OK."

Xie Yu hooked his lips and looked at the person in front of him. He lowered his head and rolled away the orange in his palm.

At the moment when he rolled away the orange, Xie Yu heard a very obvious system prompt sound.

[Ding: Fu Sheng's liking degree + 5, current total liking degree: 65.]

Xie Yu takes back his hand and looks at him expectantly.

In fact, Fu Sheng didn't taste the taste of the orange. He seemed to lose his sense of taste in an instant. All his senses were passivated in an instant.

Between heaven and earth, all things are still in an instant, only the people in front of them are alive.